Chapter 47: Cervical spine pain, horse walking

I have been lying for half a month in a row, and what has happened during this time is earth-shattering. The first one was after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Kangxi summoned Chen Chang to be there, and when she had a miscarriage, Kangxi was furious and beheaded several imperial doctors. Then, the prince made disrespectful remarks in the Qianqing Palace, which annoyed Kangxi and directly harmed Suo Etu, the minister of the prince's party, and confined him in the Zongren Mansion.

At the beginning of the fourteenth century, I was sick and needed to be taken care of by him, and I avoided the turmoil of the previous dynasty.

The power of the crown prince was suppressed by the emperor, and the third elder brother took the lead and tried his best to behave in front of Kangxi, who ordered the third elder brother to accompany him on a tour of the west and go to northern Shaanxi to investigate. Fourteen didn't drive with him, and he was sullen and unhappy all day long. Thirteen dozen Buku was tired, sat on the steps panting and drinking water, and said, "The fourth brother asked you two to check the deficit of the hospital, what can you find?" The ninth master held a big knife in his hand, slashed it in the air, and said with a smile: "If you want to talk about the deficit of Chatai Hospital, it is better to check the entry of rouge gouache in the harem." ”

The eighth master said: "To put it lightly, as soon as Huang Ama was happy, he casually rewarded the concubines, and the Internal Affairs Office has to look at the face if it doesn't remember the file, how dare we check." Even if you check, I don't know where to start. ”

Fourteen good long swords, flying alone on one side, the eighth master raised his face and said, "Fourteen, how do you let you check?" Fourteen took off and flipped his head twice, but after standing still, he asked: "You say, why didn't Huang Ama take our brothers on a tour of the west?" The eighth master suddenly smiled and said, "The holy will cannot be speculated on. He glanced at Fourteen meaningfully, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said: "Speaking of the Western Tour, I think of a thing, I don't know where the water from Jingshan has arrived, I have to ask." "With that, I went.

Although the emperor is outside, the food is specially provided by the palace, and the water is still the spring water of Jingshan.

Seeing the eighth master walking away, the ninth master held the big knife and said with a smile: "Fourteen, how about a game with your sword and my sword?" ”

Fourteen: "Forget it, Weiwei told me to go back to the courtyard for dinner." The ninth master said: "Is the injury on her back all healed?" Fourteen threw the sword to the sparring guard, put on the jacket, and said, "Almost." Thirteen said: "She fell hard that time, and if she doesn't do it, she will leave the root of the disease, so you have to teach her to practice horse walking." Fourteen smiled and said, "I'm so busy that my feet don't touch the ground, how can I take care of her." ”

Back in the west courtyard, Fourteen bumped into me practicing horse walking under the tree, looked at it in a daze, and said, "Who taught you?" ”

I asked rhetorically, "What?" Fourteen: "Horse step." "It dawned on me that it would be strange to say that my previous generation grew up on the grassland and did nothing, but I grew up in the capital, and I was a wealthy family, and I couldn't tolerate vulgarity at all. But I can't explain the horse steps taught by the elementary school teacher, so I simply said nonsense: "Ama taught it, saying that it is good for the cervical spine." ”

It's a hundred.

Fourteen didn't have much expression on his face, shook a sentence, and said, "You are a girl, what do you Ama teach these for?" Then he pointed and said, "Raise your arms higher and your back straight." "Seeing that I don't know the essentials, I can't teach them myself. But there is no way to teach, my basic skills are still in the elementary school physical education teacher, and I am so angry that I can't teach. I was so tired that my back hurt and I couldn't please him to say a good word, so I said irritably: "Forget it, forget it, don't practice, forget it." ”

After dinner, I went back to the south courtyard for 14 years to rest, and after a while, I asked someone to send a picture book, folded out a few pages in the middle, and used a brush to carefully trace the posture of the horse walking, and there were small notes next to it. The ink had not yet dried, and the handwriting was messy, so it was evident that Fourteen had written it in a hurry, and I couldn't help laughing and gave him half a drawer of freshly made yogurt steamed buns.

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